Morning Coffee And Sweet Surprises (Closed to Poprockz)

The edges of his mouth curled up, giving him a small smile as he looked up to find her practically glowing. She was like a red flower, and he certainly couldn't wait to taste her petals. He laid down on his stomach, sliding his arms under her legs so that his hands went up and rested on her bare abdomen. He could have reached her breasts, and maybe he would play with them a bit at some point, but for now he wanted to start off with one thing at a time.

Damien lowered his mouth between her legs, his hot breath being felt on her skin as he kissed her inner thighs tenderly, alternating between the two until he was almost at her wetness. It was time for his first taste. His mouth moved forward and he put his tongue at the back of her pussy, wiggling his tongue up and down as he slowly pushed between her folds, right over her entrance. When he was inside, he gave her a long lick from there, all the way up to her clit, her folds parting for his warm tongue as he went.

Afterward, he drew back for a moment, simply breathing softly as he closed his eyes and savored her sweet taste. He then delved back in for more. His clean-shaven face offered no scratchiness as he started to lap at her cunt, moving his tongue up and down her slit, occasionally pausing to almost enter her. His tongue would push down and then curve up before actually pushing inside.

"Mmm..." the vibration of his pleased sound vibrated against her a bit, his hands still simply holding her.
 
She sucked in a small breathe through her teeth-she couldn't help it. It felt good. Way, way, too good, and it was only getting better as he worked.

Her mind worked desperately for something to grab onto that would distract her from the erotic display between her legs. Staring at the wall wasn't helping, it was too bland and offered nothing to focus on. So she turned her eyes to the furniture then, trying to take mental notes of where things were placed, where the doors were, anything she could use to possibly escape later. But then her eyes wandered to the chest and suddenly his tender mouth was murmuring against her soft skin, and she had to clinch her eyes shut before she gasped.

Her hot little cunt offered up more moisture as a reward to his efforts, and he could feel her stomach muscles contract beneath his hands as her breathing became uneven and ragged.
 
His tongue continued to push back and forth for a few more moments before he moved up a bit, slowly moving his tongue around her clit to tease her. The tensing of her stomach was all he needed to know that her body was very much enjoying the way he used his tongue. She was getting so wet, he could see that her juices were dripping downward past her taint and even to her ass. Damien smiled to himself, finding it funny that it was almost like her body knew what he wanted to do later.

He continued to swirl his tongue around her clit, wiggling the very tip of his tongue against it every now and then. His mouth then latched onto her pussy, his tongue lashing against it as he suckled her swollen pearl. One of his hands retreated from her abdomen and he started to rub his fingers against the lower part of her pussy, getting them nice and coated in her juices before starting to slip them inside her.

Eating a woman out was one of the most erotic things one could do in the bedroom, in his opinion. He wished he could do a 69 with her, but it seemed like she wasn't used to having such a large cock, so it would probably have ruined any orgasm she might have had otherwise. In turn, it would turn him off as well if she was simply laying there in pain.
 
She thought she was doing pretty good at controlling herself, despite the electric buzz that he was sending through her core. Even as he teased her clit she managed to hold herself together. However, as his mouth latched onto her and engulfed her sweet little hood, she completely lost all the self control that she had so desperately clung to.

Her knees move up a bit as a small gasp leaves her lips, and she has to fight with herself to stay still. The heat of his mouth and the gentle suction felt so god damn good, way better than any toys she had ever tried, but it was when his fingers began to enter her that she shook and bucked, ever so slightly. The cuffs rattled the metal bar of the bed as she tried to pull back from him, the sensations almost overwhelming.

"Stop!"

It was a small, urgent plea that seemed to be completely in opposition with what her body craved, because even as her wrists tried to pull her back, her hips rose up seeking more.
 
His eyes flicked up to her, crinkling as though he was smirking at her, amused at how much her body wanted it. Even when he fucked her, she hadn't had the same reaction. That was something he loved so much about oral: it had the ability to make a woman writhe in pleasure. He chuckled against her, having no intention whatsoever of stopping as his mouth followed her hips wherever they went.

His index finger and middle finger pushed further inside her and curved, starting to slowly push in and out of her hot sex. They slipped in and out with ease, his long digits able to get deep within her as his mouth continued to tease her. Damien slowed down his tongue for a moment, letting it lazily slide up and down her slit, sliding against her clit whenever it would get to the top again.

After a minute of his slowness, he enveloped her clit once more and sped up, his fingers starting to pump in and out of her at an increased pace as well. He wanted her to cum badly, wanted to feel her body shake and shudder at the feeling of his oral talent.

His other hand reached up and started to knead her breast, squeezing her nipple in between his middle and ring finger whenever he squeezed. He moved with her as her body rolled, loving every second of it.
 
She couldn't get away from him. He wouldn't let her. No matter how much she wiggled and begged and bucked against him, he wouldn't let her sopping pussy escape his eager mouth. She was losing a battle that she never could have won in the first place.

Her body jolted as he tweaked her nipples, the treatment causing a sensation in her cunt that made her clench his fingers and gasp. She had never felt that before and it completely threw her off guard.

"Please.."

She didn't know anymore if she was begging him to stop...or never take his face out from between her legs. She couldn't think, all she could do was feel. Feel the way his fingers worked her little pussy like it was his and he knew exactly how to play it.

The cuffs rattled again as suddenly she was clinching. A fresh flood of slick coats his tongue and fingers as her inner walls spasm and clench his digits, trying to suck them in. Her thighs quiver and she mews out sweet little sounds as her orgasm rocks through her, sudden and hard and deliciously overpowering.
 
When he heard her "please" he moaned against her, loving hearing that word from her. He wasn't sure which way she meant it, but either way she was either begging for more, or begging for mercy due to the overwhelming pleasure. The word made him almost feel high, pride rising in his chest from her little noises.

He knew he had her when he felt her clench on his fingers, that didn't stop him from continuing to pump further to egg her on. Her body continued to struggle until he felt it- her fluids gushing from her sopping wet cunt. Damien loved it, but he couldn't rest yet. While he could have stopped at that point to lap up her nectar, he suspected that he might be able to catapult her into a second orgasm.

Taking a deep breath, he now voraciously licked and slid his tongue against her clit as though he was trying with all his might to push her further. With the muscles in his arm burning slightly, he pushed on and used a burst of energy to finger her more rapidly, her pussy squishing lewdly as he did so. At the same time, The index finger and thumb of his other hand rolled and tweaked her nipple, pulling on it slightly whenever he made a particularly deep thrust.

"Mmm..." He moaned again, hoping beyond hope that she would cum again.
 
A noise like distress left her as the sensations he was causing turned from pleasure into something close to pain. She was so sensitive after the orgasm that his further attentions we're almost too much. Well, not almost. They were too much.

"Aah”, she pants.

"Stop! I can't!"

Her body thought otherwise, however, as it still willing bucked against his face for more and her thighs begin to squeeze him ever so slightly. He was making her lose her goddamn mind, his fingers filling her and causing noises that should have made her embarrassed.

"Fuck, Damien stop!"

But she didn't really want him to, and just as his name left her lips in desperation, he sent her crashing over the edge once more.

She lets out a squeal as her whole body clenches this time, not just her pussy, and her legs grip against him tightly as she rides out wave after electric wave.

When it's finally done, she is panting hard and her eyes are wet with moisture.
 
Damien heard her cries and pleas, the fact that she was crying out to him using his name making him incredibly aroused. He hadn't heard his name in her mouth yet, and when her mouth allowed it to leave her pouty lips, he felt a flutter of excitement. Only after he feels her body tense once more does he slow down, removing his mouth and fingers after a moment or two. He panted, pressing his lips to her thigh before simply resting his forehead against it.

He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of her breathing, his other hand sliding back down from her breast to rest on her abdomen once more. He could feel the heat of her body and the way that her chest rose and fell from her own heavy breaths. Damien needed a bit of a break, so he crawled up the bed next to her and laid down on his back, making sure that he was far enough away from her so that their skin wasn't touching.

Damien wasn't as much into cuddling, as it seemed like something that only couples did. Though he would have liked to hold her against himself, he didn't want to get attached to her. That would only end in him going into a funk after he let her go.
 
Cora barely registered that he had laid down beside her, her body still having little quivers and after shocks as she came down from her high and caught her breath. She was physically exhausted and mentally foggy, and she didn't know how he had made her cum so fast or so hard. She had never felt like that before and it left her with a strange sensation. With a deep, slow, breathes, she brings her head out of the fog, finally looking at him.

The expression on her face reveals nothing of what she's thinking, though it does seem as if she is studying him. After a few more seconds of this, she breaks eye contact and looks away. She seems to forget she has the cuffs on as she tries to sit up. Her brow knits together when they stop her, so she settles for just scooting closer to the head of the bed she can at least lean up against it.
 
He looked over at her when he felt her movement, looking into that unreadable expression of hers before she looked away. Damien wondered what she was thinking, wishing that she had some kind of tell at that moment. He knew he had made her feel good, but it was likely that she simply hated him more for not stopping. Whether or not that was the case, he wouldn't go back and change it for anything. There were few pleasures as enjoyable as sending a woman into multiple orgasms.

Damien closed his eyes and rested, breathing softly as he took a break. He wouldn't drift off to sleep with his body hyper aware of each of her movements, but at least he could lay next to her.

His large bulge in his pants was apparent as he laid on his back, for he was indeed still wearing pants at that point. He wondered to himself if he should take her ass today or tomorrow. It seemed like it might be better today since her nethers were practically drenched right now, but he wasn't sure whether he wanted that, or whether he wanted some straight-up sex.
 
An awkward silence hung in the air as she simply waited for him to make the next move. She didn't know what she could do chained to the bed how she was. She sure as hell wasn't going to strike up a pleasent conversation with the guy.
 
"Hm..." Now that he had caught his breath, he felt incredibly horny. He couldn't help but keep thinking about what it would feel like inside of that taught ass of hers. Damien reached down and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping them and wiggling out of them and his boxers at the same time. His cock was extremely hard, precum leaking from the tip and a wet spot in his underwear from how much he had already oozed out while licking her.

Damien scooted a bit down and then closer to her, almost as though he wanted to spoon her. This was reinforced by the fact that he reached out and re situated her so that she was laying on her side, facing away from him. Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, "I'm going to remind you about our little deal earlier. No kicking, or the bar comes back."

With that, his hand slid down her side to her hip, and then back around to her ass cheek. He squeezed it gently before reaching in-between her legs and gathering her juices. His hand found her puckered ass and he started rubbing her fluids against it, getting it nice and wet. His wet index finger gently pushed against it, slowly penetrating her despite how tightly she was clenched. That was to be expected if it was her first time there, so he remained slow and gentle for now.

"Try to relax. You may even find that you like it." he murmured softly.
 
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She couldn't help but peak over at him as he undressed completely, staring at his throbbing cock as it was released from its cloth barrier. She knew it was coming, there was no way he would be content with just her getting off. But she wasn't ready for where his hand travelled.

At first she thought he was just feeling her up, maybe lingering in his pride at getting her off. Oh how wrong she was.

Her whole body clenches as his finger begins to prod her tight little hole. She really should have expected him to want to take her there, but she had foolishly let her guard down. He had yet to really hurt her, and for some reason, she just assumed that would continue to be true.

"Try to relax. You may even find that you like it..."

Her teeth clench together hard as she all but grinds them together. When she speaks, it's laced with anger and venom.

"I've never liked it. Unless you feel like breaking some new records, then I doubt that's going to change."
 
Damien looked at her, a grin curling up on his lips as he heard what she had to say. He had pegged her as an anal virgin, but it was nice knowing that she at least had tasted what it was like to have a cock in her ass.

Based on her words, though, it sounded like she might have had a few boyfriends that shoved their cocks in first and asked questions later. He knew that in order for things to go smoothly, there had to be a decent amount of lube, a gentle start, and a way to make her clit feel good. His hand was a bit tired from fingering her, and would probably feel more tired once he was done stretching her, so he resolved to grab a toy.

“That sounds like a challenge, now doesn’t it?” He almost purred as he pulled his finger from her and went to the chest again. He grabbed a small lipstick-sized vibe and a tube of lube, also going over to the nightstand and grabbing a blue bottle of lube as well. When that was done, he laid back down behind her and put just a drop or two of the blue lube on her pussy near her clit. It was tingling lube and made one feel as though someone were blowing a cool breath on their wet sex.

He wiped the cooling lube off his hand by wiping it against his thigh before getting his fingers lubed up with the regular lube. Damien slowly pushed his index finger back into her ass and slowly pushed it in and out. The buzz of the toy could be heard as he put it at its lowest setting and gently rubbed it against her clit.
 
Confused, she turned and looked over her shoulder as she watched him grab some items. She recognized the bullet, and the different types of lube, but she had never bought many lubricants herself. If things were going right, she rarely ever needed them.

"What are you doing?..."

What was he doing? Had he really taken that as a challenge? He was a cocky little thing, wasn't he?

The first lube he graced her skin with made her squirm and pout. It felt odd, like he had been keeping it in the fridge.

"Hey that's cold!" She wined.

She didn't have much time to think on that particular sensation, however, as soon enough his finger was back in her tight little ass, slipping in much easier than the time before and making her shiver. It felt odd, uncomfortable, but not painful like she believed it would. Of course she had had boyfriend's try to toy with her ass before but she had always quickly and vehemently shut them down.

She heard the vibe click on and then a few seconds later he had it placed against her clit, and suddenly something awful, and amazing, happened.

The gentle vibrations of the little bullet transformed the other two sensations. The cooling lube no longer felt unbearable but instead, tingling and enhancing the touch of the vibe. His finger no longer felt like an uncomfortable intrusion but deliciously warm and full. She didn't like that it felt good, didn't want it to feel good, but it was and she couldn't help the way her body was reacting.

"What are you doing?"

This time the question wasn't accusatory, but erotic as it came out on a heavy breath. He was causing her body to feel something it never had before and she didn't know how to rebel.
 
He chuckled when she complained about the chill of the lube. After having such a hot oral session, he figured that once he had her starting to feel good again, the tingle of it would feel very nice against her sensitive loins. He would have used the warming lube, but he thought that it might not have felt as good when he finally made the final push.

Damien was pleased at her next question, the breathiness of her voice indicating that it was starting to feel a little more pleasant for the reluctant woman. "One might say that I'm... trying to set some new records," he answered playfully, licking his lips and enjoying the fact that they still tasted of her sweet fluids.

With gentle movements, he adjusted her body so that she was now on her forearms and knees, her legs spread underneath her as he continued to finger her. Applying some more lube, he slowly worked a second finger inside, scissoring both of his fingers to stretch her. The vibe was turned up a level to distract her- still low, but now a little more insistent.

The man worked her this way for several minutes, making sure she was ready before a third finger was pushed inside with another click of the vibe. He couldn't wait for the moment when she was stretched out enough to take him without too much difficulty, the very thought of plunging deep inside of her supple ass making his cock throb with excitement. For a moment, he withdrew all of his fingers, watching with a pleased, smug smile as her ass gaped before him.

Leaning forward so that he was just an inch or two away, he blew a cool breath right into her ass, delighting in the way it made her body shiver. His fingers were lubed up again before sliding back inside, her insides now coated with the slippery liquid as he certainly wasn't one to skimp on it during anal. It honestly felt better for him too if her ass was slippery and let him glide easily.

Damien withdrew his fingers after a few more minutes and pushed his cock forward so that her ass-cheeks sandwiched his mighty length, rubbing it back and forth before leaning over her back and near her ear. "I think you're ready."
 
His fingers felt like magic as he doted on her body, stuffing her over and over again and making her quiver with pleasure. She wanted to moan, to tell him how good it all felt and to beg him for more. Her mind wasn't completely lost to the fog engulfing it though, as instead she stuffs her face into the crook of her arm to stop herself. She couldn't help but wonder if he had drugged her coffee or her food with something to make everything more sensitive, but his cocky attitude would seem to imply otherwise. He probably would have found it offensive, even.

She is jolted out of her thoughts as a cool breeze hit her ass and she shudders, feeling both slightly disgusted and unbelievably turned on. By the time he leans over her and whispers in her ear, she's barely holding on to her self control. His cock pressed between her cheeks made her flush and want to push back against him. She wanted him to take her and fuck her like he had the night prior...but she was also scared. Despite his sweet efforts and total patience with her, she was still terrified of the only thing she had ever experienced from being ass fucked-pain.

She opens her eyes and stares at the bed as a small whine escapes her lips. The vibe still felt amazing, but she wasn't sure if it would be enough to distract her.

"Please...please go slow..."
 
Damien wished he could see her face, it was probably pink with the color of her blush, her lips parted from her soft panting. However he would settle for that small, pleading voice. It conveyed both fear and desire, two things that were as honest as the sun was bright. He closed his eyes and took in a breath, smelling her beautiful hair and then kissing her shoulder before speaking, “I will go as slow as you like, but...” he softly slid his finger down her spine. “Let me know if you change your mind.” A cocky grin returned to his face.

It would be so hot if she begged him to fuck her hard. He would probably consider that the peak of their little vacation if she did. She had orgasmed hard from his mouth, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t had oral before, so it probably wasn’t that impressive to her. If her ass was only associated with bad memories, then he was happy to put himself at the forefront of her mind in a positive light whenever she thought of anal in the future.

Damien drew back and knelt behind her, lining the head of his engorged cock up with her gaping ass. He paused and applied some lube to his cock before slowly pressing his hips forward. Slowly but surely, inch by inch was swallowed up, his fingers having done a good job of stretching her elastic hole. He breathed raggedly for a moment, pausing and taking that moment to turn up her vibe another level. It took every bit of self-restraint not to buck his hips and plow her like an animal. There might be time for that soon, but he had to ease her into it.

Soon, he was all the way in to his very hilt, pulling back gently and swallowing hard at the sight of her ass gripping him. It was almost like she was trying to keep him inside her the way she wrapped around him, squeezing him so delightfully.

“Shit...” he breathed raggedly, resting one hand on her soft ass.
 
She shouldn't have trusted him, she really shouldn't have. This man had kidnapped her and forced her to do things she didn't want to do. However, with every gentle little touch and soft movement, from the feel of his lips on her shoulder to his voice in her ear, then his hand lazily tracing down her spine, he had her swooning; relaxing into his touch.

Her shoulders visibly relax as he positions himself behind her, and instead of gripping the cuffs tightly, she lets her hands go limp.

As his cock finally began to enter her ass, she has to bite her arm to stop herself from gasping. It felt like nothing she had ever had before. It was warm and sensual in a way that she didn't think it could feel. She knew a women's pussy had a lot of nerve endings for the sole reason to make sex feel good and make you want to do it more, but, ho-ly-shit. This was...amazing.

As he bottoms out in her little hole, and then slowly pulls back out, she moans. She couldn't help it, it just seems to come out of her like she has no control over herself anymore. Hearing the lewd sound in her own ears, realizing it had come from her own mouth, causes her to quickly turn her face into the mattress to hide and she grips the cuffs once more. She didn't want him to see her, or know just how effective he was at coaxing her body into a whole new level of pleasure. She didn't know how long he would let her hide herself, but for now at least, she wasn't moving her face from that spot, no way in hell. If she did, she risked giving in completely to him.
 
His grin widened as he heard her moan, the sound like music to his ears. She was really loving it, his big cock in her ass, and that made him so excited.

"Hmm... You wouldn't be enjoying yourself, would you... Cora?" He put extra emphasis on her name right as he started slowly plunging back inside her. His cock could be felt twitching every now and then from the excruciating pleasure of fucking her with such restraint.

Damien started to work up a slow rhythm of thrusts, lubing his cock back up every now and then to ensure that she never felt any kind of dry rubbing from his shaft. Her ass was so nice and tight in ways that her pussy couldn't hope to replicate. He loved watching his cock move in and out, her soft cheeks cushioning her every time his hips would push forward.

Once he was positive that she was lubed enough and that her ass was used to his cock, he started to speed up his thrusts a bit, going for a more natural pace. The vibe level was increased once more, still held against her little pearl with his left hand. His right hand held onto her hip, using it as leverage for his movements.

A soft groan came from his lips as he panted, "Fuck... You're amazing... Your ass is so tight."
 
The sound of her name on his on lips sent a warm feeling through core and straight to her pussy, making her groan as he pushed forward once again. His slow movements were allowing her to feel every inch, every vein, and his mushroom head, as it slowly claimed her ass. She panted as he began to pick up the speed, and without realizing it, she was pushing herself back against him, unconsciously begging for more. It felt so good, almost better than her pussy, and she wanted to take every single inch of him until she felt his balls smack against her drenched cunt.

The vibe turning up another level causes her to buck slightly away from it. While at first it had felt amazing against her clit and enhanced the slow warmth of his hard member, it was becoming too strong against her sensitive little button. The intensity of it was almost painful, and distracting her from the exquisite feelings he was giving her with his member alone.

"Fuck... You're amazing... Your ass is so tight."

Cora wiggles her hips in an attempt to get away from the intensity of the vibrations, but his large hand held it against her without effort. She realizes quickly that he's too lost in the feeling of her tight little hole, and she's going to have to use her voice. She didn't want to, she wanted to keep her face hidden where she could dampen the lewd noises that wanted to escape her lips, but damnit-that thing was just too powerful.

She turns her head and lays it on her arm, no longer being able to hide the small gasps and heady breaths. Her hair covers a good portion of her face, but between the splits in it he can see that she's flushed again and her lips are parted in a little pout.

"The vibe," she whines, bucking slightly again.

"It's too much."

At this point she didn't think she needed it. The warmth of his body and his hands, so much larger than her own it was unfair, felt exquisite against her skin. In those few moments she forgot who she was, where she was, why... All there was was him. His voice in her ear and his pleasures invading her mind like a drug.
 
Indeed, he thought the wiggle of her hips had been done due to the pleasure of the vibe, as he was consumed in the feeling of fucking her slick hole. The way she pushed back on his hips made him feel so happy, especially the way her hips seemed to grind on him at times as though she were trying to get as much of him inside as possible.

When she turned her head and made her desire known, he looked up, overtaken by the beauty of her flushed face for a moment. He stared until another wiggle of her hip jarred him back to reality. “Oh! Okay, let me adjust...” he clicked the vibe down by two levels. Damien really wanted to simply grip her hips with both hands to get a faster thrust going, but he feared that removing the vibe would make things less pleasant for her, especially with more passionate thrusts.

“How about now?” He lost his cool for just a moment and made a hard, deep thrust inside her, immediately taking a deep breath to slow himself down again. “Sorry about that, I’ll try not to let that happen again. Unless... you want more?” He asked, trying to disguise the Hope in his own voice that she would ask for him to fuck her like a bull in heat.
 
Was he trying to torture her with those slow movements? Could you torture someone by withholding? The question popped in her mind and made her bite her lip.

When he switched the vibe down a bit and gave her a particularly hard thrust, she groaned. Damnit, he was holding back just to torture her, wasn't he? She felt hot and flustered, like her body was going into some kind of heat, as silly as the idea was. And now he was asking her if she wanted more, and damnit she wanted to grab him by that stupid smug face of his and kiss him until he was pounding her hard like she wanted. Like she needed.

Could she tell him? Could she let him win like that? What would happen if she did? She didn't know, and in that moment, she didn't care.

"Damien..."

She lifts her head up a bit so she can see his face as she grinds herself back against him.

"Put the vibe down."

It wasn't a plea. She fucking needed this.
 
His name on her lips once more made him shiver, the sweet sound so erotic. He wondered if other people felt similarly when they were dating and they heard their lover call their name. While he didn't expect to experience that for himself, this was the most delicious taste of it he had ever received.

Her next sentence had his eyes widening. Had she really just told him to put it down and fuck her straight-out? Damien's smirk grew obnoxiously more smug, but he dropped the vibe as requested and stopped thrusting. Slowly, he placed his other hand on her hip, now holding her with both of his large, warm hands. He looked right into her eyes and didn't say a word; she could tell by the look in his eyes that he was ready to let his lust take over the movement of his hips.

And so he did. Damien got back up to the regular speed he had been at and then increased his pace until he was slamming into her ass hard. His cock plunged into her over and over, his bulbous head rubbing against her insides on each pass. Her ass was pulled to him by his strong arms, making it meet his eager hips with each thrust. The sounds they made were extremely lewd, her ass sounding slick and sloppy as he penetrated his captive.

His panting was ragged, as were his groans. He would grunt every now and then with a particularly rough thrust, caught up in the passion and lust that was coursing through him. He wanted her so badly, wanted her to cry out his name. He didn't want her to think of anyone else but him in that moment. Damien, the man that was going to make her cum while he fucked her ass like no other.
 
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